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"She’sdriven" Reid nodded "And rarely lets her hair down"

"And I think I speak for everyone when I say thank you for keeping that mess contained" Max pointed at my head while I self-consciously patted down my mane Thankfully, it was still in place and hadn’t yet chosen to pop out of its constraints or give the nice old man behind us a surprise heart attack, at which point I’ot this, I’, very long sip of "

"She’s ashrew"

I rolled my eyes "Good one, Reid"

"See!" Max’s ice nearly launched itself in Jason’s face as he thrust his cup into the air "You don’t know her story" All eyes turned to "

"I was born," I said dryly

"Wrong beginning" Max cracked a s, no shaets to lick it off"

"Thanks, roan

"Got your back, son!" Max nodded seriously "So Jordanstory? You keep a plant alive for how many years? And why? You live alone? Why? Fear of commitment? Snakes? Sharks? Holy shit, you like wolass "Fine, I’rinned "Explain"

I shrugged tightly, irritated he was pulling the inforain, it could be the alcohol "Well, in ht Not pictured’"

"That’s what they do," Max said slowly, "when you ht" I nodded "But I was there"

"Oh," they all said in unison

"In a red shirt"

Max patted my hand "This happen on multiple occasions?"

"Every Year"

Max pressed the call button Once the attendant arrived, he ordered a whiskey on the rocks for everyone Double for , but Max held up his hand "We need whiskey for sad stories"

We waited ten et bored and forget But he refused to turn around

Though Becca tried, bless her heart I’ him

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